AN: this is a one shot that ties in with the story I'm planning on writing

As I felt the wound in my throat caused by that FREAK I try to say ïm sorry I did what I thought was right" what came out was a hacking cough of blood but those green eyes of the FREAK looked at me curiously at me as if reading my thoughts and in my last moments I remember that DAY that changed everything

Flashback:

I woke up early to early for my liking it was still dark but I had to work so I got over it and got out the door except I was stopped by a basket with a bundle of clothes wrapped around a child with a letter : perhaps things could have been different if I didn't open the letter first perhaps things would not have ended with blood: I open the letter first and began to read what I read I will never know what I do remember of it though was simple and basic "twin of boy who survived the killing curse. curse rebound dark lord dead followers will come after this squib a person without magic take care now" I must have stood there for five minutes in shock before I heard something below me move I took the child to the sitting room and I called work saying something came up and I sat down next to the child and looked at its face until it woke and then it seemed stare at me with those green judging eyes : oh how I came to hate those eyes: and I saw what it represented it may be innocent so long as it lives those FREAKS will come and most likely kill us they will do who knows what to him when they find as some kind of vengeance against his brother and I sighed I know what I had to do .

I walked to the kitchen go to the draw and withdraw the largest sharpest knife I had in my possession I once again walked to the sitting room disgusted at myself for doing what I was about to do to protect my family. I stared at the kid then I unwrapped him from his blanket took off his shirt aimed my knife and it through his heart. His dyeing eyes once again stared at me in the eye until his heart stopped beating. I withdrew the knife cleaned it placed it back in its draw I then put the kids shirt back on wrap him in his blanket put him In the basket and finely put him in the cupboard under the stairs. I stayed home and spent the day with my family who I had just killed a child to protect.

It wasn't until the next day when I heard cries from the cupboard under the stairs that everything truly changed .

FLASBACK ENDS.

Every day since then I woke up to see him alive healed with only scares with every night I would kill him using the same knife no matter what I tried he would not stay dead his bones would not break and despite never being fed he grew ever sine then I called him FREAK and yet apart from that I never abused emotionally I did my best be impartial because I knew one day he would see past his pain break through that door and kill me and yet I still I killed him again and again because if he does not die those followers will find him then us and as I looked into those green eyes until I died the last words I ever heard was my wife choking and those very last words

I understand echoing through my mind

AN: yeah I'm sorry this is sad but it is going to explain some things in the next story I post "hopefully" i apolagise for any grammar mistakes